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Topic Started: Jan 27 2011, 07:36 AM (57 Views)
Xtreme Fusion
sVo Superstar
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To try to understand DVD at all you have to get into his head and into his world.

A good night of sleep is always a good way to start a day when you have work in the morning. That is a philosophy that I have always followed especially since my career as a professional wrestler. Who wants to be tired right before your match starts because you have been up all night up to no good? It’s a perfect way to be very sloppy in a match and that’s no way to impress someone in your biggest match so far in SVO.

Before I can go to bed though, I have to take my medication. No one wants to see that side of me that I am trying to suppress inside of me. There is no choice in the matter because if I don’t behave especially in my first week or two back than they will surely send me back to the hospital.

As I reach for my medication bottle in my medicine cabinet I start to shake in anxiety for Sunday which is my first title match of the year. Everyone gets nervous when the pressure is on. There is no question in my mind that I am capable of making a huge impact and even come out as a champion but I think it is all about the fear of the unknown. No one knows what will happen next. Sometimes I sit there and ponder about when I was nearly as good as I once was years ago in my success or if I could ever come nearly even close to the standards that I expect from myself nowadays. When other wrestlers get lucky and squeeze out a victory, legendary wrestlers like Night or Roscoe Shame are always two steps ahead of everyone else and knows they're almost impossible to beat. The Rodriguez family has to be a couple steps ahead of the competition already as how do you prepare for a team that has such a height and weight advantage.

Continuing on with the ongoing thoughts make me ponder deeper and deeper into my own world. “I need some sleep before I psyche myself out” I quietly mutter to myself as I drift towards bed. A man can drive himself crazy inside of his own mind every once in a while if you let your brain play tricks on you.

As I plop myself onto the bed, crashing my head deeply into my stack of three pillows, I try to erase all of my thoughts or worries and go into a state of serenity. It can be quite the task sometimes with voices in the back of his head racing in thoughts about things you don’t even want to think about it. After about five minutes of tossing and turning violently in my bed I settle down long even to drift off to the dream world.

“Boy I seem quite high up in the sky” I wonder to myself as I try to gather my surrounds as it seems to be quite the familiar place. As I look around I am at the top of a two story steel cage in an arena. The banners all around say XWF and I have an eerie feeling all around me as I remember clearly the events that took place at that night. Almost not wanting to look down in fear of what I am about to see next, I cannot help but look down. Inside the second cage that I am sitting on I clearly see myself bloodied and battered as Asesino is standing next to my broken body victorious against me in the last match that we both competed in.

“I cannot believe what I just saw” the commentator shuts as it is almost echoing in my head exactly like a complete replay of the night is playing in my head. “Asesino just got his revenge in the best way possible. Everyone here knows he got what he deserved though provoking Asesino with threats about his wife.” This is not what I call my best moments in my life. No one wants to see a replay of their last PPV match that they ever had before their disappearance. I always was waiting and plotting for my return but it is been so apparent to me that I fear that same fate as last time. There is no telling the dangers that are endured when there are such sick and twisted matches that go on week in and week out.

As I watch the medics come rushing out as I try to stand up but completely fail as my leg is clearly broken almost in half, I decide it is time to wake myself up from this replay dream.

Sitting up in a pool of cold sweat I decide I know what my problem is. It is not the fear of losing since everybody loses and there is no such thing as an unbeatable opponent, but it’s rather the fear of tearing off more than I can chew. When was the last time that Asesino and myself co-existed in the same ring not only as tag team partners but friends as he has always been my number one rival? I need to stop getting so far ahead of myself. I have to put trust in Asesino that he will do what he said is inevitable; it was my idea to form this tag team anyway. Plus everyone knows that if you have one ounce of doubt in your mind you cannot trust someone or that you cannot beat a team than you will not especially if they are of good caliber such as The Legendary Rodriguez Family who to my knowledge has a wrestler that has always beaten Asesino in singles competition.

I cannot seem to help muttering to myself as I toss and turn trying to reach the state of dream land once again.

As I float away back into dream land there is a constant voice in my head echoing Limp’s words “Today's wrestlers don't believe in submission holds dad...”

Once again I find myself inside the ring but this time there is no cage but I seem to be the one actually fighting in this contest. As I get myself in the right mind set for the match I look over to the other side where there is a man with no face you seems to be my opponent.

“This contest is set for one fall and it is for the title of worst wrestler of all time which will go to the loser. The first wrestler is from Fajardo, Puerto Rico and no one could really give a crap about him. This man is standing to my left and he is wearing absolutely nothing but a sign, DVD!

“Wait, what in the bloody hell!?” I scream out loud inside the ring as I dare to take a look to see that I am in fact wearing a sign just to cover myself up that reads “I don’t know real wrestling moves”. “Are you kidding me? My special move is the DVD Cutter after all.”

The fans start a “You can’t wrestle” and “go home jobber” chant as they start to chuck trash all over the ring as well as targeting me in the head with quite a few full cups of beer.

Yet again I awake from my slumber but this time I know what has to be done. Rolling out of bed I realize that Frank is peeking his head into my room just staring as if I he is waiting for me to do a trick or something. “Is there anything I can help you with?” I request firmly as people just staring at me especially when I was sleeping, creeps me out.

“I came up to see where you have been since you’re not with Asesino and when I got to your room all you were doing was tossing and turning screaming go home jobber and I was trying to figure out if you were talking to me or not” he responds kind of nervously expecting me to rip his head off like Asesino would do.

“I was just having a nightmare” I get out of the bed rubbing my eyes like I have conjunctivitis. “Where is Asesino anyway on the night before our match?”

Frank chuckles before responding “Where else would he be before the title match at Las Vegas? At the ring reflecting with his hockey stick wrapped in barb wire.

“Well you better be ready to take a walk to the prison because I need to reflect myself. I cannot let my anxiety get the best of me before we win the Tag Team Titles in SVO.”

Getting off the bed I grab my wallet off a self and give Frank a friendly pat on the back.

“Let’s go buddy I need some good company right now.”

Stuttering, “What’s up with you DVD? You are not acting yourself tonight, this isn’t the old DVD even Asesino used to be afraid of.” Frank turns around right behind me as I realize that he is completely right. I need to find myself soon or you might as well put Frank in Xtreme Fusion. That would be pretty funny after all.

FADE TO BLACK

TO BE CONTINUED……………………….
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